C#m                    B           E
I was just standing turning around

 C#m                    B           A
That's when they caught me heading down

 C#m             B         E
Keep on going don't look away

C#m                       B                 E
That's what they tell me, that's what they say

C#m B E   C#m B    
Ohh ohh

C#m                       B                 E
That's what they tell me, that's what they say


You're a pretty thought I suppose
I'm just trying to hold up as I go
And one day I swear I'll spread my wings
I'm on my way to finer things

It wasn't just me playing those games
Still it's my own fault just the same
I opened up, I let you in
Now these crystal fields are wearing thin

I'm walking with the fortune teller
I can see my own way home
But I don't like this dark road anymore
And I don't wanna be alone for long

Don't wanna be alone for long
I don't wanna be on this dark road alone
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